"Tan Qing, you should go to work. Thank you for your hard work.
Several doctors ca early in the morning to carefully examine Leng Ye’s condition. Not long after they left, the police arrived to take statents. Afterward, Wen Nuan asked Tan Qing to leave and looked at Tong Xi standing beside him: "Xixi, you should go back too. Tan Qing is on the way, you can go ho and get so rest."
"How can you stay here alone?" Tong Xi gave Wen Nuan a grateful glance and shook her head.
She knew that Nuannuan wanted to create a chance for her and Tan Qing to be together, but at this mont, romantic matters could wait, and the difficulties of a friend should be the priority.
Wen Nuan held her hand, her bright eyes full of concern: "I’m fine. I slept a long ti last night. But you, I know you didn’t sleep much. Hurry back."
"Go back, I hired a caregiver for Ye. They’ll co later, it won’t be too tiring for Nuannuan." Tan Qing looked at Tong Xi with a sigh, seeing the exhaustion on her face: "Tong Xi, you really should go back and get so sleep."
Last night, he intended to stay up, but Tong Xi eventually made him sleep on another hospital bed. When he woke up, he thought he’d see Tong Xi asleep too, but she had played gas nearly all night to keep herself awake and even turned her phone to silent to avoid disturbing him and Leng Ye.
He was amazed to see such ticulousness from Tong Xi, so different from the girl in his mory.
Leng Ye said he didn’t want to tell Leng Siyan about this right now, so they could only hire a caregiver.
"Then... okay." Tan Qing’s words filled Tong Xi with sweetness as she smiled: "I’ll co back after I’ve rested."
Wen Nuan returned to the ward, and Leng Ye was still focused on his legs. With the caregiver not yet there, she poured him so water and brought it over, softly calling him: "Joe."
"They’ve all left?" Leng Ye’s lips curved into a faint, fleeting smile: "Nuannuan, what did the doctors say?"
"They’re still studying it, the results aren’t out yet." Wen Nuan bit her lip, looking at him, her heart filled with bitterness: "I’m sorry, Joe, I really don’t know what to say to express my guilt and gratitude. If it weren’t for you, I..."
Her throat choked, unable to finish a complete sentence.
She was deeply saddened, extrely heartbroken. She didn’t want to see Leng Ye like this. This young and talented man should be sitting in the Leng Family’s building, not lying in a hospital.
"What should I do?" She murmured, looking at his face: "I caused this. If I hadn’t insisted on taking my car, this wouldn’t have happened."
"But then it would have been you who got hurt." Leng Ye sighed, raising his arm to gently wipe away her tears with his thumb: "Good Nuannuan, don’t cry. Seeing you safe makes relieved."
"I don’t know how to thank you..." Wen Nuan’s freshly wiped tears welled up again.
"I’ve got an idea." Leng Ye smiled softly, a glint of humor in his eyes: "In those ancient dramas, the hero saves the lady, and in gratitude, she marries him."
"Joe!"
Wen Nuan was startled, never expecting him to say such a thing. But she saw him laugh heartily, teasingly saying: "Look how tense you are. I was just joking, Nuannuan, don’t take it seriously."
He gently turned his head to look at his legs: "I know without you saying. The chances of my legs standing aren’t great."
He smiled, a lonely smile that tugged at the heart: "I used to hope to have you, but now... in this state, how could I burden you?"
"It will be fine, there’s hope." Wen Nuan quickly shook her head: "You should have faith. Tan Qing has even contacted foreign doctors for treatnt abroad."
"Don’t worry, I’m all right, I’ll co around." Leng Ye smiled wryly: "Nuannuan, can you buy so things for ?"
"Sure, what do you want?" Wen Nuan nodded.
He ntioned a few things casually, watching Wen Nuan walk out. After a while, Leng Ye picked up his phone, his hand gripping it so tightly that the veins stood out, his eyes cold as winter ice.
"Young Master Ye?"
Ji Wei played with an intricately designed water cup, smiling softly: "I thought you were trying to avoid , why call all of a sudden?"
Leng Ye snorted coldly: "Stop pretending!"
With won like Ji Wei, he didn’t want to say much, so he got straight to the point: "Did you have soone ss with Nuannuan’s car?"
"What did you say?"
Ji Wei’s voice sounded genuinely astonished, making Leng Ye almost believe she didn’t know. But soon he answered her surprise with a cold laugh: "Ji Wei, you’re truly vicious. I don’t believe you don’t know about the car accident!"
He understood Ji Wei better than Leng Yan did because Ji Wei wore a mask in front of Leng Yan but never in front of him. So, he was more convinced that Ji Wei was just putting on a show, her surprise clearly feigned.
"Are you talking about your car accident with Wen Nuan? Of course, I knew. I saw it online. The photo wasn’t clear, but I recognized Wen Nuan’s car, so I knew it was you two. It gave quite a shock."
Ji Wei spoke exaggeratedly, turning off the TV as a mocking smile curled her lips: "Looks like Young Master Ye really has a thing for Wen Nuan. I wonder, will your brother soon have a new na for you? But you better hurry, such a big incident in the Leng Family, how long can it stay hidden? I think Leng Yan might be returning soon."
"Vicious!"
Leng Ye’s brows furrowed deeply, gritting his teeth: "Aren’t you afraid I’ll expose everything? The police will co for you first! Even if you didn’t do it, you’re the pri suspect."
"Will you?"
Ji Wei narrowed her eyes, laughing more mockingly: "Dear Young Master, don’t forget, we’re in the sa boat, aren’t we? You were involved in so things too, weren’t you? Aren’t you afraid that Wen Nuan will hate you if she finds out?"
She was certain Leng Ye wouldn’t dare expose her, knowing the consequences were more dire than he imagined.
"You!"
Leng Ye had never been so defeated, his face ashen. Just as he was about to speak, the call ended. He flung the phone away with a thud, his chest heaving intensely.
After a long while, Leng Ye’s gaze slowly shifted to his legs, eyes filled with sorrow and anger. The more he looked, the deeper his disappointnt grew, his fingers curling tightly into fists, suddenly pounding down uncontrollably.
"Mr. Leng, don’t!"
The caregiver, arriving, turned pale with fear at this sight, hurriedly grabbing his hand: "This will affect your treatnt."
Wen Nuan returned with the items at this mont, shocked by the scene, instinctively dropping everything. The caregiver saw her as a savior, quickly saying: "You’re Miss Wen, right? I’m the caregiver Young Master Tan arranged. Please, try to calm him down, his emotions are unstable."
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